From the recording Something Wicked
Corey Siegel- Vocals, Guitars
Chris Quinonez- Guitars
Jon Keller- Bass
Zach Kelly- Drums
Lyrics
Go!
For years he's been living away in a cave,
No one can tell him how to behave.
Without any humans he feels at peace,
Take a word of advice: stick to the streets.
Don't even dare invade his home,
His body is hard, his blood is cold
Today you are a man, tomorrow you're toast,
Attackin' you hard as a celebrity roast
Don't be fooled by his tranquil eyes,
Or you will be leaving here paralyzed
Your skull will be crushed by the mighty hand,
Of the gorilla man
If you ever see him roaming around outside,
You better find a fucking place to hide
It wasn't a joke, lying's not in his blood,
The mundane cower cause he can't be outrun.
So far across the land can be heard,
The cry of recluse, waiting to be cured
Humor me a little would you take a fuckin' chance?
Or would you cower in a corner, deserting yourself in advance?
Don't be fooled by his tranquil eyes,
Or you will be leaving here paralyzed
Your skull will be crushed by the mighty hand,
Of the gorilla man
Don't be fooled by his tranquil eyes,
Or you will be leaving here paralyzed
Your skull will be crushed by the mighty hand,
Of the gorilla man
Don't you dare talk down to me.
You keep yours and stay away.
Seemingly so definitive.
But I'm the representative,
Of things you deemed impossible.
Your death is likely probable.
From the depths of the forbidden zone
Comes something so irrational,
But at the same time tactical.
So if your thinking is practical,
Don't challenge the animal.
Reflexes and attitude primal,
Where would you go to be free of the bible?